The Artful Dancer [Str8] [MF] [Mdom] [Fdom] [anal]

The front door was unlocked, just as he said it would be. Music echoed through the house. He hadn’t said where in it he’d be, but she knew his location. He’d be out by the pool. He always had to revel in his perceived power.

Through the foyer. Past the kitchen. She saw it. The wide chair, back to the house, a head visible atop it. A table she knew what was on in front of it. Back straight, she walked out to the chair, her stilettos clacking the stone slabs of the deck into submission.

She stopped behind the chair, well aware he’d known of her presence from the moment she’d entered the house.

“What’s the weapon for?” She hadn’t seen it, but she knew it was there. Now she glanced. Two guns. Glock and bullpup rifle. *Surprise, surprise*.

Fantasy sent to my crush [MF, Cheating-caught, true]

I found this sub and wanted to submit a second story. This was recently sent to a female friend i met on Facebook as we started to grow closer and stronger together, sharing much more than how our day went. She’s married and unhappy, so I thought this might have made her more excited. Enjoy…

So we finally sneak away to the 3rd floor away from the guests downstairs, the both of us walking upstairs with you leading me by the hand. My heart aches for this moment, and by the time we get to the floor, looking into your eyes I can nearly feel it too. Smiling devilishly, we embrace slowly. I’m nervous, heart racing, but eager to do anything and everything as the first contact of your parted lips make contact with mine. The comforting sensation of your warm, moist mouth is quickly pushed aside by the sudden sensation of your eager tongue reaching out for my own, aggressively starting to wrestle in our mouths. I can feel the fabric of your snug, little black dress, my arms embracing you; and take in the scent of your special perfume you’ve reserve for this occasion.

In De[f]ense Of [M]onogamy

You know what’s wild? For me, currently, it is the difficult slog of monogamy. But wait! Before you put your wieners and vibrators away, let me preface this by saying that sentence is mostly a provocation and a prompt to write something that has been on my mind after reading through some of the stories on this sub, and others similar to it, where the commonplace takes a back seat to the fantastic. Don’t get me wrong…the fantastic stories are always more exciting and better fodder to rub my wiener to in the dark of the night, under my covers where only god can see me, but the mundane is usually where the best fucking happens. The fantastic stories are the ones my friends to prefer to hear, but when I think back on my sexual life, it is the mundane moments that tend to stand out.

Fun [MF] night at her place after the bar (part 2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7ovafl/super_fun_mf_night_at_the_club_well_her_place/)

So there I am Jessica is now standing fully naked in front of me and I’m so turned on but quickly coming to the realization that I am not naked yet! Stripping down, I take a pause for a moment to admire her body before moving in to press my naked body against hers, kissing her deeply as my hands run down her back and over her ass. Her skin feels so delightful and after a quick nip at her shoulder I stop to ask if she has any condoms. Sadly, she does not and I’ve only got one with me. I know this isn’t going to be sufficient… there’s no way I’m going to be able to just fuck her once and what if I don’t cum the first time? It’s happened to me before. Fuck it, we’re going to do this because she has one amazing looking pussy and I’m super turned on by the natural sexual chemistry that’s been building between us. At the very least, I can make sure there’s nothing off with her pussy to bring up red flags. I just love how throbbing hard my cock is for her, the energy that’s going into my body is amazing and I can just feel how turned on she is too.

You’ve always wanted me to fuck you while you slept [MF]

You’ve always wanted me to fuck you while you slept. Tonight you’ve made it very easy to accomplish that.

I get into bed and turn over to give you a kiss goodnight. As I wrap my arms around you to hug you, I realize you’re not wearing a shirt. Must be hot tonight. I slowly move my hand down your body, so as to not wake you, to feel your smooth skin. I caress your hips as I usually do, no pants either. I move up towards your ass and feel the smoothness of your skin once again. You usually go to bed in just a thong and a shirt anyways so this isn’t too out of the ordinary. I move towards your inner thigh, then your crotch. No underwear either.

Realizing the chance I have, I slowly rub against your soft pussy, with a tiny bit more pressure each time my fingers move up, until finally I get in between your lips. Still sleeping. My plan worked. I put one finger inside you and feel your warm, wet insides. I finger you very softly, making sure I don’t make any sudden movements that’ll wake you. Two fingers now. I can feel you getting warmer and wetter, as you start to squirm in your sleep. It’s getting harder not to just fuck you right now. Not yet. You need to get wetter, especially if I’m going in dry. Or am I?

I think my girlfriend works out her kegels [MF]

Just want to profess the virtues of practicing kegel exercises. Me and my GF have been banging out for a little over a year now. When we first met, sex was good, I loved it but it wasn’t mind blowing like it is now. We would usually have sex at least twice a day, sometimes more, our record number of times in a day was 9 or 10 times. I can’t remember how long we had been together but one time when we were having a nice romp, she accidentally squeezed her vagina around my penis. It was kind of subtle but I reacted with excitement and let her know how good it felt. From that point forward, sex has been very intense, almost every time. Our favorite position is doggystyle, which seems to be the most conducive to her working her magic. I usually will slowly slide my erection inside her vagina, letting her labia gently caress and massage my tip. After just a few thrusts, I feel the walls of her vagina closing in on me, as if she’s telling me to stay inside her. By the way, we do not use condoms, it’s much nicer to feel her natural wetness drench my cock and accumulate to a point where a couple drops of moisture run down my testicles. We keep going, moaning and telling each other how good our bodies feel together. She ends up getting so tight that I pretend the I’m stuck inside her vagina and I won’t be able to withdraw my cock when it comes time to ejaculate. I tell her that she’s giving me no choice but to cum inside of her. She turns and nods her head “yes”. I give her an ultimatum, I tell her that if she keeps it up with the clenching of her pussy that I’m going to have to get her pregnant. She continues to bear down on my cock with her vagina muscles pumping away even more vigorously now, as if she’s sub communicating that she indeed wants me to impregnate her. As I continue to take her from behind, I want to penetrate into her deeper, as to allow my semen to go as deep as possible into her body and thus give a better chance off us getting pregnant. To achieve this, I get into a squatting position on my feet while behind her where I’m more on top of her butt, thrusting downward so the tip of my penis is running across her G spot with every revolution. It looks like more of a “froggystyle” position. It’s a very exhausting position but I know it won’t be much longer until I inseminate her. I simply tell her to make me cum inside of her. She immediately starts wrenching down on my cock with full force. I’m throbbing uncontrollably, my balls feel like they are tingling in anticipation of their imminent release. Not more than 10 seconds go by since my request and her vagina is promptly pumping all of the semen out of my testicles. In the middle of my ejaculation, I tell her “good girl” for all of her hard work. She loves it when I say that. Once this amazing human being is done taking all of the life out of my body, she turns around and stares into my eyes, as if she’s in a trance. After a second of looking at the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen, we lock our lips together. I reach down to feel her between her legs. All I can feel is my semen dripping out of her, down onto her butt hole too. I gently massage my cum all around her private areas as we have a passionate post-sex make out session. I determined that yes indeed, she works out her kegels.

[FM] Something New, Something Blew – I [31/F] finally made my new Airman [28/M] cum.

Buckle up, we have to catch up. We’re only at the halfway mark for 2017 and I’m already drinking for two (ever go so hard on a weekend that you’re fairly sure you gave yourself fetal alcohol syndrome?) So far this year I’ve broken a toe, started a new job, gotten a promotion at said job, ruptured an eardrum from an insane sinus infection turned ear infection, had a MRSA infection develop on my face after I performed minor surgery on an acne cyst, shaved my head to support my friend with cancer… and I’ve started dating. On my weight-loss journey I’m down 55lbs; I’ve been hovering in the 160’s for a hot minute. Who or what am I dating? Even the doc overseeing my over-zealous monthly STD testing voiced her curiosity. “I wondered what kind of man you’d actually date-date…” Stop me when you’re surprised: he’s younger than me, good-looking, in the Air Force, hopelessly devoted to me, and we’re on the same spectrum- autism. He met me after stalking my Snapchat for a while, which he picked up seeing me on a couple dating apps but didn’t muster up the courage to contact me until masturbating in the bushes for a few weeks. Clearly I have to marry him because his whole hand fit inside me and I will only be one man’s Muppet. Our first actual date was him accompanying me to get my head shaved for my friend, then he took my QBall ass out to one of the best restaurants in Alaska, and finished up with an ESCAPE ROOM! He mentioned several times I was his Make a Wish Foundation date. Swoon, motherfucker. It’s goin’ down, I’m yellin’ timberrrrrr.

[MF] The First Woman to Ever Deepthroat Me

I realize that most of my stories make me sound like a all I have any interest in is fucking as many women as possible, and while it is true that I have a sky high libido and would like nothing more than to fuck all the time, *forever*, the truth is that on a daily basis I want what most people want, which is compansionship and a person to talk to.

That said, I have actually had a few long-term relationships in my life, and they have all been amazing. The first ended depressingly, with me being cheated on. The third resulted in some of the happiest days of my life. This is the story of my second long-term relationship, which began bizarrely and somehow just kept going.

I met a young woman at a club. She made fun of my shirt so I bought her a drink. It was an awful shirt, to be fair. I hate clubs and have no concept of how to dress for them. I wouldn’t have even been there if it hadn’t been for my friend Clubby, who would live her life in an endless dance hall if such a thing were possible. She liked to drag me along when she was trying a new place so that she could run to me and pretend I was her boyfriend if the vibe was all wrong amongst the club patrons. In exchange she usually bought me a few drinks but truthfully I would have done it for free because about half the time she managed to introduce me to somebody fun.

Work Release [MF]

Life has gotten interesting again to me over the past year or so. I’ve enjoyed reading enough things from Gone Wild Stories that I want to share some of my experiences. Names have been changed to protect the guilty as hell. A lot of set up and not a whole lot of sex for the first couple thousand words.

Last April

“Want to grab lunch” Katie asked as we were finishing up a segment of the risk analysis of a variety of pricing configurations for Exchange health insurance policies. Pricing analysis was our baby and our hell. We had been working on this together since 2013 when I was in a different department and noticed that the product profile that we offered was a really dumb offering. I brought that issue up with my boss, and she brought it up with the individual market group.

Somehow I was transferred within two weeks of me opening my mouth. Katie had just started at the company. They had hired her because she was smart even as the bosses did not know how they wanted to use her. We were locked into a little side office for the next eight months until the 2014 policy year started.